I want to preface this by saying you can go to the pinned post on u/Separate-Amoeba’s account and read my reports there if you want more background or whatever – I usually don’t post these here but I might start.I’m at 48 edges as I write this!Last week, I did an edge by grinding on a piece of my furniture as I described before, but I was so busy describing it that I forgot to thank sir. This probably wouldnt have been a big deal, except I forgot to thank him for my orgasm so I had to be punished for being ungrateful. He decided to take my clit and cunt away for a week (which is crazy long because the longest I’ve gone is a few days!!!!) but a couple days in I convinced him to give me my clit back in exchange for him keeping my cunt for the whole rest of the month. I might be out of town on July 1st, but I’ll definitely be using my cunt that day, because I really miss it.I can go a while without touching or filling myself, but whenever I know it’s not allowed I think about it all the time and it’s honestly the worst punishment ever, but it always works without exception.I discovered that I love repeating mantras (they actually kind of help me when he takes my clit away), so I asked sir to give me a degrading one that I could repeat when I was in the mood (and I’m always in the mood to be degraded) and he gave me “I’m an object sir, please treat me like one” which I’ve been saying a lot even though I kind if get embarrassed when I actually think about what I’m saying.Okay – public stuff!!! Earlier this week I told sir that I had stuff to do so I couldn’t talk, and somehow that turned into him telling me what to wear (short skirt and no panties) and after I was done with my stuff and sitting on a bench in the park around some other people, we had a very hot conversation, and I definitely made some kind of involuntary sound. I told him to stop because I was going to give myself away, and ended up leaving the park because I needed to clean myself up or I was going to get a wet spot on the dress which would be embarrassing.Sir told me to send him a picture of my outfit and a picture up my skirt, but somehow the second one turned into a video pointed up my skirt as I fingered my ass and moaned (I wasn’t bratting or anything, he just changed it) but I (successfully) begged him to change it back, because I’ve only really humiliated myself through audio and the thought of doing it on video and sending it is terrifying. I have this irrational fear that he’s actually someone I know and will recognize me if I send him too much identifying stuff.I tried to get sir to send me another audio (I’ve been begging a lot) while I was in public, because I think knowing that I’m giving myself away while around people pleases him. No dice. But I hope it’ll happen soon! I’ve listened to the other one so many times, it hardly sounds like words anymore. I actually do like the public idea… for those of you who don’t know I’m ridiculously easily aroused, so it’s pretty much impossible to keep a poker face when I read a text from him that turns me on, and I remember having an obvious reaction to the audio that he sent me, so i want to see which part of me wins if i listened to one in public. He told me to just listen to the old one, but even though that one always makes me wet it’s not new enough to provoke a reaction like that.Oh that’s right! Sir told me he had a reward for me, and I got really excited about what this reward could possibly be, but… apparently he’s extending my no-cunt weekends to include Mondays too. Uhh… thanks, I guess.I don’t remember if I mentioned this but I have a rule where every edge each day has to have something different about it. I forgot about that and did three identical edges, so my punishment was to think of three ways to hurt myself to amuse him. I’m actually not bad with coming up with punishments for myself, because I know exactly what I like. The first one I ripped clothespins off my tits. The second one I smacked my cunt with a wooden spoon for ten minutes straight (it was pink and sore afterwards, which sucked a lot more than you realize when you imagine being pink and sore, but I did end up edging right afterwards because I liked it) and for the last one I slapped myself in the face many times while repeating mantras he gave me, and mantras I made up (those are way less fun), and generally just rambling the way he wants me to do in audios but I can’t do it when I know he’s going to listen to it.Sir also tried to tell me my clit is useless – I very much disagree, I think my clit is very important and that he should never ever take it away. I have a feeling that most of the people reading this agree that it’s useless and should be taken away, but I know that I’m right.That’s it! 🙂 female orgasm denial Get your own Orgasm Control toys: For men: http://www.amzn.to/1V6XQvv For women: https://ift.tt/1UWn54n